Under the Rubber Tree
Each day I visit the village square, and each day the older men gather to pass time. Friends since school days, one by one they…
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Each day I visit the village square, and each day the older men gather to pass time. Friends since school days, one by one they…
There is a man without a head, high on a hill. Is he a spirit or is he real? Nobody knows what to say. They…
EACH PERSON HAS THEIR DAY IN THE SUN, SO TO SPEAK. BUT TIME KEEPS ROLLING ON. YOU CAN’T STOP TIME, NO MATTER WHAT YOU DO.…
Everyone at Connor Street Baptist loved Billy. He was a short, round man with a forgettable, round face framed by large round glasses. His sparse…
Everyone said the business was a crazy thing to invest in, but dad loved donuts. We knew how much of a morning person he was,…
Miss listened to the voicemail. Another father died. He lived to ninety four. Pretty good except for the last weeks. She called back to her…
Beth stared at the books in the study of her faith leader, Pastor Sean. She always enjoyed seeing what people had on their shelves, end…
As she blew out the candles, a man relit them. He commanded, “OK, now blow them out after you make a wish you can’t do…
This entire story already exists, but you are only experiencing it one word at a time as you move forward through it. You could, if…
I dust off my piece I wrote in 2011 for my niece Gabrielle’s wedding. I celebrate marriage in all its glory and ugliness. What is…
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